nature poetry

An ode to Mother Nature; poems that take their inspiration from the great outdoors.

Birch and Barbed Wire
Dusk had a smell where I grew up. I've never been able to describe the sweetness that only for a moment was carried through the ever setting sunlight
By Hannah B6 years ago in Poets
On a Cold Day in January
a chill in the air, unexpected cold front from the north. all I long for when getting home is a warm bath to cure the chill in my bones.
By Ravyn Waters6 years ago in Poets
Dark Path
There was a dark path, a long dark path under the lights of the stars. In the middle of the pastures, listening to crickets sing, I began to follow the long dark path, I didn’t know why I wanted to follow it but I just had to go, it was like something was calling me, the unknown, and the need to follow my intuition. Walking slowly I felt the tall grass in my hands, I closed my eyes and breathed the sweet flower scented air, I took a moment to feel the breeze kiss my lips and caress my hair. I wanted to disappear within the dark path, I wanted to be part of it, underneath the stars.
By Malu Velasco6 years ago in Poets
Whispers of the Trees
I. tell us your secrets we will hear them till the end of time standing tall books unmade of knowledge II. root to toe
By Abby Siegel6 years ago in Poets
Cassiopeia and other lights
The constellation outside my window Reminds me that I am infinitely smaller than I could ever fathom That I am a speck in both space and time
By H.6 years ago in Poets
seaing eye
I’ve gone to the sea, my love though I’m only inches away I can feel the sand beneath me as I watch the waters sway
By H.6 years ago in Poets
i am but an ocean
the rain, the sea, the lake, the creek the wandering soul does love the clarity, the vastness, the flow gives life and hope and renewal
By H.6 years ago in Poets
This is the story of the river of your soul
This is the story Of the river of your soul And her journey home to the sea. There’s absolutely no resisting this inevitable motion
By Don Lax6 years ago in Poets
The Thing That Is
Still and silent grasslands stretch from the sun’s rising to its setting. With a gentle breeze the endlessly vast ocean of bright green comes to life. The tall grass stirring in the wind could be likened to rolling waves upon the sea.
By Noah Servant-Of-All6 years ago in Poets
Flower Petals
So much weight on the beautiful flower’s petals. The water drips, pitter-pattering on them. The water puddles up, tipping the fragile flower over. It spills out. The flower turns upright, and the cycle continues.
By Temporary6 years ago in Poets
Twin Flame Poetry
A spiritual journey into the abyss of divine love and harmony. Twin Flames, Soul Mates and Divine Soul connections are explored through the use of poetry. Welcome to my personal experiences of love and separation of self and my Twin Flame. If you are in search of self-love and your divine counterpart, I invite you to share my gift of thought. May you find peace and companionship as I too am on this journey. Love, Light and Direction.
By Mindfulness Thinking Tarot6 years ago in Poets
Rancho Janoverachi
The bright green grass glows with morning dew As the sun arises and wakes the land With a sunrise that has a beautiful hue
By Flying Ace6 years ago in Poets